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"What are you thinking about? If you're worried about my injuries, please rest assured, this wound is not fatal, so it's fine "
"Just be quiet for a moment," Asher interrupted her. Then, the healing light of Rune magic glowed at Asher's fingertips, slowly healing the wound on Kiara Sesshouin's body.
"This is truly amazing. Who exactly are you? You seem to possess an ability similar to something in Norse mythology. Why do you also have this ability?" Kiara Sesshouin looked down at the wound on her chest, which was rapidly recovering under the healing of the Rune magic.
"Why did you help me just now?" Asher didn't speak, just quietly continued the healing until it was finished, then asked.
"Who knows... Perhaps this is what you call hypocrisy," Kiara Sesshouin said slowly.
Asher remained silent.
"This place is very strange. There's a rule that restricts a Servant's magical energy, but it doesn't seem to be able to fully restrict yours," Kiara Sesshouin said, looking around. "It's quite curious, how do you do it?" "And that mount you summoned earlier was also quite intriguing. What exactly was it? It felt a bit like a horse, but it also seemed to have wings... Was it a Pegasus?"
"...Are you a chatterbox?" Asher retorted.
Kiara Sesshouin was momentarily surprised, then smiled: "I don't think so. Just a little curious? Aren't you willing to satisfy my curiosity? But then again, for you, I'm still someone to be wary of."
"No," the healing finished, and Asher stood up. "We're companions now."
Kiara Sesshouin paused, then quickly returned to her usual sweet smile: "That is a great honor, but please be careful. If you carelessly let your guard down and wither and fall in my hands, I will sigh with regret."
"Don't worry, my willpower isn't that weak. Anyway, let's keep going. It's too late to back out now that we're here." Under Kiara Sesshouin's bewildered gaze, Asher extended his hand. "At least I'll get you out safely."
Kiara Sesshouin reached out and stood up with Asher's help. "Is this what companions do?"
"No," Asher shook his head. "You brought me to the Northern Country, so I'll be responsible until I ensure your safe departure... That's all." He walked a few steps forward, and a light glowed at his fingertips,
illuminating the misty palace. Asher looked around. Besides the two servants from earlier, he saw no other people in the palace.
"It seems there's no exit in Niflheim, which differentiates it from the Underworld where Ereshkigal resides," Asher muttered to himself. If all else failed, he could only summon Sleipnir. That Pegasus had the power to travel freely to any place; if he used that Pegasus, even Niflheim probably couldn't trap them. But that would mean revealing his identity, and in this land of the dead, all disguises would be exposed. Niflheim was just such a place.
As they cautiously proceeded, they saw countless corpses along the way. Asher didn't recognize their identities, but he had a very familiar feeling. A man holding a war hammer, a golden-haired woman lying beside him, seemingly forever asleep here. Besides them, countless
other corpses lay there.
"There are actually so many corpses in this palace?" Asher couldn't help but murmur. His gaze suddenly stopped on a certain man. For some reason, he felt like he had seen this man somewhere before... and very recently.
"What's wrong?" Kiara Sesshouin asked softly.
"No, nothing... It must be my imagination."
They finally reached the end of the palace, where a gauze curtain appeared before them. Through the faintness, a person seemed to be lying behind the curtain. Good heavens, someone's actually sleeping in the land of the dead?
Asher turned and gestured for Kiara Sesshouin not to follow, then cautiously pulled aside the gauze curtain. The curtain suddenly burst into scorching flames when Asher touched it, but Asher immediately activated the power of Rune magic to suppress the flames and forcefully pulled back the curtain. What appeared before them was a bed, a very girlish pink bed. And on the bed lay a woman quietly. Half of her face was beautiful, and half was ugly, but her extraordinary demeanor was still astonishing. One could imagine how devastatingly beautiful this woman would be if not for that half-ugly face.
"She looks like a very beautiful woman," Kiara Sesshouin said, walking closer to his side.
"This person... could she be the Goddess of Death of the land of the dead?" Asher muttered to himself. Legend has it that during Ragnarok, Hela was the only god not mentioned as having died. And now, lying on this bed, was she in slumber, or already dead? Please don't open your eyes now... Asher secretly prayed. Don't misunderstand, he wasn't afraid of ghosts, but in such a gloomy place, if the other party suddenly opened their eyes, it would indeed be a bit scary, wouldn't it?
"Goddess of Death? Since you know her name, you must be familiar with everything here, right?" Kiara Sesshouin turned her head, a gentle smile in her eyes. "I'm becoming more and more curious about your identity now."
"I'm not familiar with this place," Asher shook his head. "But I think I know what those corpses outside are... Those should be the corpses of the gods. Although I don't know why there are so many corpses in a place where only the deceased should exist, there's absolutely no mistake." Legend says that during Ragnarok, all gods could not escape the fate of death. So, those corpses outside must undoubtedly be the gods. Perhaps during Ragnarok, Hela, seeing the gods fall into Helheim, felt too lonely and chose to sleep forever? But he didn't seem to see Odin's corpse earlier... Why?
Those corpses were undoubtedly all gods. The man with the war hammer he saw must have been Thor, and beside Thor was his wife. And not far away, Asher remembered seeing Brunhilde and the Valkyries. Helheim had become the burial ground for the gods!
No! I missed a fatal error! Asher's body was covered in goosebumps, and he suddenly turned and rushed out of the palace.
"What's wrong?" Kiara Sesshouin asked, puzzled.
He turned to Kiara Sesshouin: "If these are the corpses of the gods, then what was the divine army that attacked Camelot two days ago?"
"And!" Asher abruptly grabbed a man's shoulder, staring at his face. "This man is the god who led the divine army that attacked Camelot two days ago, Garm!"
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